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Le premier qui m'appelle Pocahontas je lui fous mon pied au c... , ok ? ;)
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I think I'm listening to folk music too much actually ^^
I'll kick the A.. of those who will call me Pocahontas, right ? ;)
Over the RainBow -- Judy Garland www.deezer.com/listen-523060
somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
there's a land that I heard of, once in a lullaby
somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
and the dreams that you dare to dream
really do come true
someday I'll wish upon a star
and wake up where the clouds are far behind me
where troubles melt like lemon drops
away above the chimney tops
that's where you'll find me
somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly
birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh, why can't I?
if happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow
why, oh, why can't I?
♫ "take me back to my boat in the mi-hist" ♫
There has been thick layers of fog the past couple of days and also last night, so I decided to take my new 10-22mm for a bit of long exposure night hike in the fog. I forgot my gloves though and my hands were literally burning red hot when I came back to the apartment 1.5hrs later. That'll teach me!
Here's a quick sample of what's to come. The lanterns gave off a very orange light so I decided to do a monochrome version in an orange tint, although the b&w one looks nice, too... This is a 3 exposure HDR (-2/0/+2).
I wish you all a very happy new year and all the best for your endeavours in 2011!
Check the aip expo set for the rest of the exhibition pieces.
Thanks for your comments and faves, critique welcome!
www.deezer.com/fr/album/6584658
Merci pour vos visites & commentaires
Thanks for your for visits & comments
Suzy
1. La valse des adieux, La grande Sophie
2. La valse à mille temps, Jacques Brel
3. Une valse pour rien, Fantine, Alain Leprest
4. Mon amant de Saint-Jean, Lucienne Delyle
5. La foule, Edith Piaf
6. Le tourbillon, Hélèna Noguerra
7. Chanson Lente, William Sheller
8. La valse, Ravel : www.deezer.com/listen-888673
9. Valse Triste, Jean Sibelius : www.deezer.com/listen-2811614
10. ... not found...
You , came into my life
I thought that i was dreaming because you
Showed me a new dance for life,
A new way to breathe
Ou vlopé mwen, adan tèlman
Chalè, lè an té biswen
Ou chanté on dot mélodi ban mwen
Lè ou pozé, zyé aw si mwen
Ou rikonèt nanm an mwen
An pa té bizwen caché ankô
You, my angel in disguise
I saw you wings one night
I know you
Hold love in your hands,
Hold love in your words
Ou di mwen , ou enmé mwen
Avan mèm ou té konèt mwen
Kon si nou té ja jwenn an dot chimin
Ou kimbé mwen, vlopé mwen
Adan chalè an té bizwen
Ou chanté on dot mélodi ban moin
Ref :
Beautiful , beautiful, beautiful
I don't wanna let you go
Until i tell you that i love you
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Your mind, body and soul
So perfectly designed for you
Pou'w, soleyl ka kléré
Zozyo ka chanté, moin sav’ vou
Konèt ka ‘y liberté, sav sé vérité
Close to you , around you
My heart is singing a new song
Words and melody coming from you
Comfort you, holding you
This is my only fantasy,
Just wanna breathe the air surrounding you
Ref
Oh I like the way
That u came my way
Oh I like the way
Oh I like your way
Music for today : Paradise Circus by Massive Attack
A new set I made in January in my love mountains.
A little work for myself on Abstract winter landscapes.
I stop for now the publishing of my Icelandic trip photography because I prepare a little exhibition on it for the beginning of March.
Have a nice week-end and a nice Valentine's day for the lovers!!
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Pour le groupe Flickr Les petits rien
Je me retrouve souvent dans les ascenseurs avec mon nouveau boulot, du coup c'est le thème que j'ai retenu pour ce petit projet collectif :)
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For the Flickr Group Les Petits Rien
WIth my new job I have to take elevators a little more .. That's why I choose this thematic for this collective project :)
@ Sète / Hérault / France
Go and listen to him on Deezer... Allez l'écouter sur Deezer :
A great songwriter, a great guy
Music for today : Sogoni coun by Madou Djembé
Now, I let mountains and landscapes for a while to show you an other big part of my passion for photography: street captures. I love walking in the streets of Grenoble, watching all shows presented by artists or troop.
Here is a African dance show by an association where one of my friend dance.
A beautiful spectacle with dancers and great musicians.
I hope this serie and the music associated can give you african rythm to move your body!! ;-)))
have a nice week, Hugs for all!!!
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Sculpture visible au parc de Brocéliande à Bréal sous Montfort - Dept : Ille et Vilaine - Bretagne - France
Please don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without
my explicit permission. © All rights reserved.
this little perfume bottle
was my grandmas perfume ...
I know exactly her place
in the sleeping room
...no brand ...
...almost dried
... but everytime
when i open it ...
it smells like my
happy childhood days
... a little magic moment ...
Music for today : On the road again by Canned Heat
There is no highway, no speedway in Iceland, a lot of little rock and gravel roads, but there is one tar road: The Road number 1.
This route circles Iceland through marvellous landscape!!
This pictures is a HDRI!!
Have a nice week dear friends!!
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Blackbird
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Black bird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,oh
You were only waiting for this moment to arise, oh
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Beatles
Music for today : Little (O barquinho) by Eliane Elias
Hello dear friends, My Editing on Iceland has ended!! great!!
Love this one, already printed in big for my walls!! a game of lines, curves, and colours, I made a good work!! lol
I made a little video diaporama from the travel here: animoto.com/play/MDCCRHtGYyfLVv0iL4JD1g?utm_source=facebo...
Hope you have a nice week my friends!!
I'm now on facebook, if you got it, check my profile:
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Explored on Oct 13, 2009 #373!!
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[ Soundtrack -> Placebo "In the cold light of morning" ]
C'è un luogo, un luogo nascosto in fondo ad ognuno di noi, un luogo segreto ed antico che la gente chiama "il gelo dell'anima".
È un luogo da cui ci si guarda con circospezione, da cui si tenta di sfuggire o in cui, più semplicemente, si tenta di non rimanere intrappolati.
È una zona fredda e buia, silenziosa, dove non c'è assolutamente nulla. Nessuna casa, nessuna persona, niente di niente. C'è solo tanta, tantissima neve. Una quantità spropositata di neve. Soffice, spumosa, candida neve. Il cielo ne sforna in quantità industriali, la rovescia sotto forma di grossi cristalli sul terreno compatto del mattino, e lì la neve costruisce le sue radici, lentamente accresce il proprio peso e la propria consistenza; in poco tempo tutto è divenuto una enorme ed indistinguibile distesa bianca. Ogni cosa perde i suoi contorni, si rivaluta sotto la forza della monocromia.
Stamattina ho un pezzettino di gelo sugli occhi. Ed anche sul viso. All'inizio faceva male, ma dopo un po' ci si abitua. Quando il calore della pelle smette di essere così insofferente, si raggiunge una sorta di sottilissimo equilibrio tra il dolore e la gioia. Come camminare su un filo teso, e da qualunque parte cadi finisce comunque che ti fai male.
Non so se questo freddo che sento è colpa dell'atmosfera oppure della ragione. Però fuori è Luglio e forse forse l'atmosfera è in pace con se stessa, ed anche con me. Allora sarò io, sarà il mio termometro interno, sarà il mio cuore, sarà una stracazzo di fottutissima situazione interiore (una di quelle stracazzo di fottutissime situazioni interiori che vorresti placidamente mandare a fare in culo), sarà quello che volete voi: ma io questo caldo estivo non lo riesco proprio a sentire. Proprio no. Io ho un po' di freddo, e per certi freddi non c'è cappotto che tenga. Tanto più che il cappotto è fuori stagione, e non vorremo mica sconvolgere le mode.
Simplib, le réseau social de partage de sites internet qui permet de découvrir les sites les plus recommandés; organise une soirée dédiée à la musique, en partenariat avec Deezer. Pour passer du virtuel au réel le temps d'une soirée, Simplib vous invite à découvrir les startups qui innovent dans le secteur de la musique et à rencontrer leurs fondateurs.
Venez tester leurs projets autour de démos privées, d'un concert live et d'une "playlists battle" dans une ambiance festive et intimiste.
Pour tous ceux qui ont choisit du bleu foncé aux reflets bruns, vous imaginez quoi ? Nous ne sommes plus dans la France des années 40 ou 50 ou 60 ou 70...
Toujours et toujours, Massilia sound system
Mozart 25th symphony, Ultra vomit
Zombie, The cranberries
Alors on danse, Stromae
Jeune et Con, Saez
L'homme pressé, Noir désir
Je suis un homme, Zazie
antisocial, Cupofty version (version originale de Trust)
Le petit voisin, Jeanne Cherhal
Ma France à moi, Diam's
Pauvres petits C..., Jean Ferrat
J'ai 20 ans, Amel Bent
Moi, je vis chez Amélie Poulain, Fatals Picards
@ Sète / Hérault / France
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A great songwriter, a great guy
"The night is a big black box."
[ Soundtrack ]
La notte è una grande scatola nera in cui sono conservate le stelle.
Ai bambini la notte fa paura. Ai poeti la notte porta ispirazione. Ai giovani la notte regala divertimento. Ai lupi la notte offre un ululato alla luna.
Alla luce la notte fa un dispetto innocente, la luce con la notte gioca a nascondino.
A tutti quanti la notte fornisce comunque un'emozione, e quell'emozione è la culla dei pensieri stanchi.
...e poi c'è qualcuno che la notte la trascorre aspettando.
Fuori da un portone, in silenzio, con gli occhi chiusi - ma non per riposare.
La notte per quel qualcuno è un'attesa immobile, un'angoscia stanca che pesa sopra le palpebre socchiuse. La notte non è una porzione del giorno, e non è un sollievo.
E tutto il buio che nasconde le cose, quell'infinito buio che a prima vista sembrerebbe una consolazione, diviene d'improvviso un immenso foglio che ricopre i pensieri - mentre l'ansia, rimane ironicamente fuori.
La notte dura solo qualche ora, da un tramonto ad un alba, ma per qualcuno la notte dura per sempre. E più i minuti passano, più il respiro si fa soffocato, e più il respiro si fa soffocato più diventa difficile ragionare con cognizione.
Finchè anche l'ultima luce dell'ultimo lampione si spegne senza preavviso e tutto quello che rimane è una sterminata vastità di indecisione. Oscura. Come la sofferenza o il rancore. Come le frasi lasciate in sospeso che hanno un capo ma non hanno una fine.
La notte è una grande scatola nera che ingloba le stelle.
E spesso e volentieri, ingloba tutto quanto.
Ingloba tutto il mondo, e solo l'ansia rimane.
Music for today : Soul seller by Maxim
The hydromel seller at the Christmas Market
Grenoble
France
Mamiya RB 67 pro-S
Kodak Ektachrome E100S out-of-date film
Merry Christmas to all of you my friends!!
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Dreams of steam
Dreams of steam burn again
Dreams of fire lost again
Dreams of steam let it out
Dreams of fire run around
Summer's happy today, with her braids and her bridal bouqet
Skipping down her tragical lane-I'm leaping out of the way
Dreams of steam burn again
Dreams of fire gone again
Swim an ocean a day (there is another way)
Walk your dog in the parade (and we will burn again)
How low can you go 'till eyelids glow with the irrepressible, with the plain unguessable ?
And how high can you fly into a mirrored sky, when the clouds are dripping with gasoline ?
Dreams of steam in the air
Dreams of gold
Dream we dare
Elk City